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by Emma Right
Eighteen-year-old Brie O’Mara has so much going for her: a loving family in the sidelines, an heiress for a roommate, and dreams that might just come true. Big dreams--of going to acting school, finishing college and making a name for herself. She is about to be the envy of everyone she knew. What more could she hope for? Except her dreams are about to lead her down the road to nightmares. Nightmares that could turn into a deadly reality.
Dead Dreams, Book 1, a young adult psychological thriller and mystery
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(Chapter Three continued)
I didn’t know Mrs. Mott’s first name, so I just stared dumbly at her. “Why? What’s wrong?”
“Do you know her? She’s about seventy-five.”
“If you mean my next-door neighbor, sure. She’s moving out. But I can’t chat. I actually took a couple hours emergency leave to help her move her stuff.” I jerked my head toward the U-Haul truck.
“Has the ambulance been here?”
“They’re coming soon. But it’s not because she’s gotten worse, right? It’s just that she can’t sit up.”
“No need to worry your pretty head over this,” the male cop said. “We just have a few questions.”
“Mrs. Mott’s doctor’s in the apartment with her. He can probably answer you about her condition.”
“It’s not her condition we’re worried about. Her son wanted us to check on things.”
Sorry I asked. “What do you want to know?”
“Mr. Mott said his mother thought she saw someone prowling a couple of days back and that gave her a scare. We don’t know how this is related to her present condition, but we need to ask neighbors if they saw anything suspicious.”
“That’s what we’re hoping to verify. She hasn’t been cogent in her details. It might be nothing.”
“I can’t say I noticed anything suspicious.” I’d had that dream and thought I’d seen a face peering at me from outside my bedroom window at three in the morning a couple nights back, but my imagination tended to get wild, especially when I lacked sleep. Besides, we were on the third floor, and I seriously doubted anyone would want to rob anything I had. In any case, when I’d rubbed my eyes, the face disappeared.
“If you recall anything concrete, give me a call.” The lady cop handed me a business card, which I slipped into my jeans pocket.
To be continued...
Emma Right is a happy wife and homeschool mother of five living in the Pacific West Coast. Besides running a busy home, and looking after too many pets, she also enjoys reading aloud to her children and often has her nose in a book. Right was a copywriter for a major advertising agency during her B.C. years. B.C.meaning “Before Children,” which may as well have been in the B.C.era, as she always says. Please feel free to contact Emma. She’s always happy to hear from her readers.
October 29 - December 3
Paperback Copy of Dead Dreams (US Only)
5 eCopies of Dead Dreams (Int'l)
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The Excerpt Tour
Each day will reveal another piece of Dead Dreams...
10/30: My Seryniti - Excerpt #1
10/31: My Devotional Thoughts - Excerpt #2
11/1: Mel’s Shelves - Excerpt #3
11/3: Giveaway Breaking News for Indonesia - Excerpt #4
11/4: The Bookish Fairy - Excerpt #5
11/5: My Love for Reading Keeps Growing - Excerpt #6
11/6: Tressa’s Wishful Endings - Excerpt #7
11/7: Nocturnal Predators Reviews - Excerpt #8
11/8: The Pensive Chronicler - Excerpt #9
11/10: kimberlyfaye reads - Excerpt #10
11/11: Min Reads and Reviews - Excerpt #11
11/12: The (Mis)Adventures of a Twenty-Something Year Old Girl - Excerpt #12
11/13: Colorimetry - Excerpt #13
11/14: fundinmental - Excerpt #14
11/15: Bookworm Lisa - Excerpt #15
11/17: Sylv Jenkins Author - Excerpt #16
11/18: The Wonderings of One Person - Excerpt #17
11/19: Buried Under Books - Excerpt #18
11/20: Grand Finale